Sympathy کے بول

Can I tell you everything? All I ever wanted was to be interesting. You say you don't mind, riddle me one more time. I'm boring, no fun at all. I've put my head right through the wall. I try to make myself feel; no luck this time, I'll try again next year I've led myself to believe the world has turned its back on me. How's that for comforting? I just want to be interesting. Sorry if you don't see me as much as you deem necessary. You say you're there for your friends; did you lie or just pretend? I never wanted sympathy, just wanted to be something I've led myself to believe the world has turned its back on me. How's that for comforting? I just want to be interesting.